kiyomimegami

      Your pupils were huge, rugged purr escaping you as you rolled around in the plant. Kid and Killer stood by with tilted heads. "Uh... ___?"      "Flying bananadiles..." You purr rolling around some more.      "What....??" Kid looks to Killer in hopes that the blond knew what was going on.      "Maybe that's catnip she's rolling in?" Killer suggests, leaning down and picking you up. You swat and nip at his mask, purring louder. He chuckles lowly, putting a hand on your face. You grip his wrist, nibbling his fingers. Kid smiles a bit, stepping closer and touching your cheek. You blink and look at him, licking at his hand before jumpin

“Go away.” “Not until you play with us.” “Not interested.” “Come on (Y/N), it’ll be so much fun!” “Go (Y/N),” Nami sighed.  “He won’t stop bothering you until you go.” “Then why don’t you do it?” “I’m getting a tan here!” I rolled my eyes at her ridiculous answer; Nami never wanted to do anything unless it benefitted her.  Usually, I don’t mind occupying our captain, but this time I wanted to relax with a good book too.  While I was huffing at her, I noticed that Luffy was still staring at me with his questionin

Today is December 23rd and tomorrow is your village’s Christmas Eve festival. You were in your father’s restaurant on your day off from kitchen duty to work on the batch of gingerbread cookies for one of the festivals events. Your mother used to own the restaurant with your father and make the cookies with you every year but she died this year from an illness. You placed the batch in the oven and was about to leave the kitchen for a bit when your dad scurries about in a hurry getting meals ready. You look at him with curiosity. “What’s going on dad?” “(Y/n)! I know it’s your day off but I need your

WARNING: Possible spoilers ahead! Nothing too serious, but if you aren't caught up, don't read it unless spoilers don't bother you. _______________________________________________________________________________________ ~Love is a song that never ends Life may be swift and fleeting~ “Kinemon, you’ve been looking so down lately. Care to share your feelings, my friend?” Kanjuro sat beside his fellow countryman and offered his ears as Kinemon sighed and glanced at him. “I’m always so lonely here in my home. You only stop by to show me your art!” Kinemon grunted as he folded his arms. His colorful compatrio

Calm, cool, and blue. The surprisingly warm waters of the sea rippled gently against your body while you floated there, taking in slow and deep breaths of the sweet, salty air.   The entire ship was calm, peaceful, and nothing was disturbed. For the first time, every single one of the crew was relaxed, not screaming, not shouting, not running around like morons. It was almost like sleep. The only thing that drifted through the air was small chit chat from a few people, and the sweet sound of Brook writing music for his guitar, strumming light chords against the tightly strung strings, bone fingers pressing against the fret board to create suc

Christmas is the time of miracles or at least a blessing in disguise. The story I’m about to tell you is exactly that. It all started in this small village. The name does not matter for this story. There, a doctor was assigned to this village as the soon to be replacement for the dying doctor. The car slows to a stop in the driveway of the large mansion. A young man stepped out of his car as he scans his narrow eyes to his surroundings. The howling wind shook him out of his observation as he tightens his coat closer to him as he walked up the stairs. He rings the doorbell and waited. The door opened where he was greeted by a dazzling sm

‘There he is again… just lazy around while the rest of us work… and he calls himself an admiral.’ You grumpily thought as you found Aokiji laying on the snow with his sleep mask on. ‘I would say get up or you’ll catch a cold but I don’t think he get cold.’ You thought as you shiver when the wind blows through. You let out a puff of air as it turned to clouds, upward to the sky. You glare at him until an idea comes to mind. Might be suicidal but it seems like a good idea now. You bent down and scoop yourself a nice big snowball. Then you walked over to the tree, aim and fire. The snowball flies

You were in awe when you spot your biggest star and crush of all time. Captain Buggy, the clown pirate. He and his crew docked in your small island. While most of the town people fled to hiding, only a few remains, you included. You shyly walked up to him as he was drinking with his crew. He looks over at you with a hint of annoyance. “Oi, girl! Why are you staring at me like that?” Buggy asked as he look you over. You were all bundle up in heavy clothing since it was winter island and he notice how awfully bright your purple hair is. Even your bright red nose was distracting as you sniff and rubbed your nose. “I-I just ca